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Hindi Gay sex story — Suhaag Raat

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Doston,

Main ek 30 saal ka kafi chodu and chudakkad naujawan hoon. Ab to main India ke bahar naukri karta hoon magar baat tab ki hai jab main kewal 8 saal ka dubla patla chikna kamsin baccha tha. Mere pita Kanpur se 30 kms door Pata stith GAIL mein kaam kertey they aur kyunki township nayi nayi thi is wajah se wahan abhi school nahin khula tha. Hum log daily ek bus mein Kanpur ke ek school mein jatey they. Bus ka conductor ek 24-25 saal ka mast hatta katta sanvle rang ka gadraye badan wala Allahabad ka ladka tha jiska naam Pappu tha.

Mujhe nahin maloom tha ki pappu ka dil mujhpe aa chuka tha. Woh aksar bus mein mujhe apne paas bulata aur mujhe gode mein bitha leta aur janghon wagerah pe khoob haath pherta. Mujhe uske khadey lund ka aabhaas kafi pasand tha aur nasamajh ker bhi mere shareer mein anand ki lehar daud jati. Kabhi kabhar Pappu mere galon ka chumma bhi le leta tha aur uske saanson ki khusboo meri saanson mein bas jati. Bus mein kuch 11th class ke ladke bhi jatey they jinme se Sameer Tyagi aur Rajesh Rajput kafi harami they. Wo Pappu aur mere prasang pe muskuratey. Woh jaan gaye they ke Pappu ka dil chuka hai, aksar woh baat kertey “lagta hai bacche ki gayi” “sala Pappu bali chada dega iski jawani” Mujhe Sameer aur Rajesh bhi aksar apni gode mein bithane lage they. Mujhe kafi maza aata tha is sab attention se. Kabhi kabhi teenon, matlab Pappu, Sameer aur rajesh ek saath pichli seat per baithtey. Ek din kafi barish ho rahi thi jab tak hum log school se nikle kafi pani jama ho gaya tha uch door chalker hamari bas ne jawab de diya aur driver ussey repair kerne laga. Kafi ladke utar ker neechey dekhne lagey.

Us din Pappu kafi mood mein tha aur bas mein akelapan dekh ker usne mere honthon pe apne honth rakh diye. Mujhe samajh to nahin aaya but maza aaya. Maine ussey roka ya mana nahin kiya jissey uski himmat aur badi aur uska haath meri kamar sehlane laga phir usne mujhe chipka liya aur uska lund meri chati se satne laga. Bas theek ho gayi aur hum log ghar pahunchey, Pappu ne mujhe bas mein hi baithey rehne ko kaha. Sameer aur rajesh mujhe aankh maartey huye utrey, utartey utartey unhone Pappu ki taraf dekha aur muskuratey huye kaha “halka haath rakhna” Khali hotey hi Pappu mujhse chipat gaya aur mujhe betahasha choomne laga uske haath ab kafi araam se mere jism ke ooper machal rahe they. Kuch der garmi lene ke baad Pappu ne mujhe uske saath uske quarter chalne ko kaha jo mere ghar ke bagal mein tha. Kyunki pani kafi jama tha woh mujhe gode mein le gaya aur rastey bhar meri gaand sehlata raha. Mere ander ek ajeeb si kashish aur pyaas angrayiyan lene lagi thi. Mujhe is sab ke baarey mein kuch pata to nahin tha magar itna abhaas tha ki jo bhi ho raha hai ya hoga usme maza kafi aayega. Pappu mujhe apne quarter mein le gaya jahan woh apne bade bhai aur bhabhi ke saath rehta tha aur woh dono gaanv gaye huye they. Darwaza band kerke phir hum alingan mein bhar gaye.

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Indian Gay sex story — Drunk young student

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Indian Gay sex story — Drunk young student

 

I’m a graduate working as medical representative in a small town which has one of those 24-hour adult video stores, with video viewing booths in the back. The owners are very cool about not harassing patrons who go into booths together to suck each others cock, etc after watching porn movies. I was cruising around the back room late one Friday night when this gorgeous young stud came staggering in, obviously just a bit drunk; just drunk enough, I thought, to allow himself some sexual experimentation. He went into a booth, and I could see under the door that he was lowering his trousers. I tried the door to see if he had locked it, and he had not.

Getting no objection from him, I entered the booth. He was still wearing his white cotton boxers (a huge turn-on for me), but I could tell that his cock was hard. I reached down and stroked it through his underwear, finally slipping my fingers through the fly and releasing his member. Up until then, I had been so busy concentrating on his dick that I had not noticed his shirt, which identified him as a Tarun.

I raised his shirt, revealing a hard, smooth, tanned chest and flat tummy, with just a light dusting of hair. He couldn’t be more than 19 or 20. I sat down in the chair so courteously provided in the booth, so that his 7-inch boner was mere inches from my face, twitching and bouncing slightly in anticipation of the worship it was about to receive. I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his plump, circumcised head and then closed my lips around it. As I sucked leisurely, he caressed the back of my head, gently urging me down on his throbbing tool, both of us moaning with pleasure.

Not wanting this encounter to be too brief, I moved away from his cock temporarily, and I started kissing and nibbling his large, dark brown nipples. This he also liked, but I kept moving, sniffing at his neck, tasting his earlobe, and then daring to see if he would kiss me. To my great delight, he willingly accepted my tongue into his mouth. On the rare occasion that I get a ‘straight’ guy, kissing is one of my favorite things to do. I took off his cap and stroked his lovely dark brown hair as we continued to kiss.
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Hindi Gay sex story — EK Haseen Sapna

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Hindi Gay sex story — EK Haseen Sapna

Main bees saal ka tha jab maine pehli baar hotel mein bell boy ki naukri pakdi thi. Main Goa se Bombay settle hone aaya tha aur tab jo naukri mili use lekar main karna chahta tha. Isliye bell boy jaisi naukri bhi main kar raha tha. Magar raahat is baat mein thi ki hotel ek five-star tha aur vahaan celebrities ki kami nahin thi. Naukri ka doosra mahina tha. Ek din manager ne ham sab bell boys ko bulaya aur kaha, Dekho, yeh weekend bahut busy aur important hai hamare liye. Ek famous filmstar yahaan rahne aa raha hai. Weekend ke liye. Usko poora satisfaction milna chahiye. No complaint.   Hum bell boys mein sabse senior tha Ali. Voh bola, Okay sir. Lekin kaun hai voh?Hai koyi,   manager bola. Ab naam nahin bataunga. Lekin agar koyi galti huyi, to sabki chaddi utarvakar gaand pe laat maarunga.

Raat ko hamare quarters mein Ali mere paas aaya. Usne mujhe daaru ka ek peg lagakar diya. Maine liya aur bola,Ali yaar, bahut bada murga lagta hai koyi, hai na?   Ali ne kaha, Chhod yaar Aman, kitna bhi bada kyun na ho? Nikla to chut se hi hoga na? Chutiya hi hoga saala. Dekh lenge!   Us Friday ko bahut chahal pahal thi. Sabne best uniforms pehne the.

Hamare uniforms ajeeb the. White shirts and blue jeans. Mere shirt par ek chota sa daag tha, jise manager ne dekha tha aur usne mujhe shirt badalva bhi li thi. Khair, jab maine evening 7 baje duty par report kiya, to mahaul bahut shaant tha. Fourth floor par mera station tha. Main vahaan gaya to Ali mujhe trolley leta aa raha dikha. Kya baat hai Ali? maine poocha. Shh!   Ali bola.Aa gaya hai. Shor mat kar.Magar hai kaun?   maine besabri se poocha. Poochta kya hai? Ali ne kaha, Ye trolley andar lekar jaa. Khud hi dekh lena.Mujhe trolley dekar Ali chala gaya.

Maine room number 405 par knock kiya. Andar se Hmm   karke ek aawaaz aayi. Dhadakte man se main andar ghusa. Jo dekha usse to mera dil tham hi gaya. Main bas yunhi khada reh gaya vahaan, na jaane kitne minute. Shaayad main marker swarg mein pahunch gaya tha. Kyunki us room mein ek tight fitting white T-shirt aur jeans shorts pahenkar sofa par baitha tha John Abraham!!!

Woh bola,Daro mat.Main dheere se aage badha. Sir, maine kaha,  aapka starters.   John vahin baitha raha aur mujhe trolley uske paas le aane ka ishara kiya. Usne mujhe Rs. 500 ka tip diya. Main jaane hi wala tha ki usne kaha,  Ek minute, naam kya hai tumhara?   Main to us pal mein mera naam hi bhool gaya tha.  Aman,   maine phir kaha.  Achcha Aman, idhar aao, baitho.   Usne mujhe uske saamne wali seat offer ki par main sankoch kar raha tha.  Baith yaar, ghabra mat,   usne kaha. Uski is casualness se maine darna band kiya aur jaakar baitha.  Mujhe jaanta hai?   usne mujhse poocha. Maine smile kiya aur kaha,  Aapko kaun nahin jaanta hai, sir? Aap to hum sab ke hero ho.   John ne kaha,  Haan, lekin ye hotel management ke sath mera condition hai ki mera ye stay secret rakha jaye. Mujhe is weekend koyi kaam nahin karna hai. Sab ko pata chalta hai to chale, magar Monday se pehle nahin. Samjha?   Maine sar hilaya.

Achcha, ab important baat,   John ne kaha. Usne apni taangen aur phaila di aur pehli baar maine uske shorts mein uske laude ka bulge dekha. John kehta gaya,  Mere relaxation ka koyi prabandh hai yahaan? Haan sir,   maine kaha,  Ye hotel bahut comfortable hai. Abey voh nahin, chutye,   John hansa.  Main iski baat kar raha tha.   Usne apni naak par ek ungli rakhkar ishaara kiya. Main to uska lauda hi dekh raha tha. Definitely, ye baat karte hue John Abraham ka lund khada ho raha tha. John ne mujhe dekh liya. Usne dheere se apna haath apne laude par rakha aur kaha,  Kya dekh raha hai be? Pasand aa gaya kya?   Ab to uski chaddi mein tent ban gaya tha. Main dar gaya. Maine pehle kabhi kisi ka lund nahin dekha tha, aur ye to John Abraham ka tha. Main uthkar seedhe room ke baahar bhagne laga. John utha aur usne mujhe pakad liya.  Lund dekhke dar gaya, saale?   usne kaha,  Bahut achchi lagi mujhe teri ye ada. Ab to main tera hi game bajaunga. Agar maje lene hai to raat ka khana lekar tu hi aana.   Main apne aap ko usse chudakar bhaag aaya. Kuch der baad mujhe Ali mila. Usne mujhe dare hue dekha aur poocha,  Kya hua be? Itna dara kyun hai?Maine use saari baat bata di. Ali .. …hansa,Tu ek number ka chutya hai be. Tera kuch nahin hone wala hai.Tu jaa Goa waapas.   Maine poocha,Kya matlab?   Ali bola,  Abeybehnchod, agar John mujhe poochta na, main to use jo chahe karne deta.ska lund mere munh mein, gaand mein leta, jidhar voh chahe. Arey,akhir voh John hai John! Uska dil kiya na, to tu kya se kya ban sakta hai. Chutye, le le ye chance. Tu pregnant thodi na ho jayega!

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Indian Gay sex story — Ladder to happiness

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Indian Gay sex story — Ladder to happiness

 

Tejesh was exhausted as he headed towards the Men’s room down the hall. They had finally broken for a break, the client’s off in one conference room, to talk and unwind. His boss, Rajesh, was in his own office, getting caught up on the day’s calls, while he had been relegated to saving the whole meeting. Typical Rajesh he thought as he walked slowly down the hall. He could feel the eyes of his co-workers on him.

They knew but this time it didn’t seem to matter. He was used to it, and yet this time was different. To begin with he had told Rajesh that the campaign wasn’t going to please the clients, given that Rahul was not some old fat cat. He had come up the hard way, not on daddy’s apron strings like Rajesh had assumed. The guy had degrees up the ass, and he more importantly, he knew his shit. Rajesh just didn’t get it, and had now thrown it all onto Tejesh’s lap.

Well fuck, he thought as he pushed open the door to the restroom, if it was going to be his baby, he should at least get the credit. Something he knew would never happen as Rajesh would lay claim to it if it worked, blame him if it didn’t, and more than likely, sack him in the bargain.

Maybe his friends were right. They kept telling him to just quit, but then the job paid well and he rather enjoyed the freedom his pay cheque gave him. He liked the new car, the rather spacious apartment that his monthly stipend bought. Still, the aggravation was not something he had bargained for. The older he got, the more it bothered him.

He reached into his suit pants pocket, pulling out some antacid medication his doctor had prescribed. He was up to taking four or five a day now, and he knew his next doctor visit would not be pleasant. Still, he hung in, and for what he thought?

For one day Rajesh actually helping him climb the ladder of success? To one day maybe have his own client list, to handle meetings his way? He doubted that would happen, least not without some leverage. One thing he had learned from Rajesh. You didn’t get ahead by being complacent or waiting for others. You seized the moment and as he walked towards a Urinal, he wondered if this wasn’t one of those moments.

Could he turn Rajesh’s inability to reach the client’s needs to his own personal advantage? Could he maybe jump over Rajesh’s old bones to seize the chance, to impress the company’s President enough to take over the account? Somehow he doubted it, given that Rajesh was Lee’s son in law, but hell, maybe money was thicker than relations by marriage? After all Rahul’s annual advertising budget with them was a half million, and even for Lee, that wasn’t chump change.

His mind was deep in thought, wondering how he could not just save the account, but get credit for it. Without Rahul mentioning it, there didn’t seem to be much chance of him seizing this opportunity. Without Rajesh putting in a good word for him, or Rahul, there just didn’t seem to be anyway he could take advantage of Rajesh’s latest fuck up.

‘Your boss doesn’t get it, does he?’

The voice startled him and he turned around. Tejesh forgot he had taken his dick out to pee, and only when he saw Rahul staring at it, did it dawn on him, his mistake. He reached down to adjust things, and stuff his cock back into his pants. It was as he did the zipper up that he noticed a strange look come across the man’s face. Almost as if he was disappointed in the disappearance of the penis.

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